Seven miles.
That year, when the peach blossoms bloomed, their blossoms shone brightly.
Luotao's eyes were dyed.
It's still the gray furry nine-tailed fox.
Lying helplessly in that little fox hole.
I want to spend this long life in peace and stability.
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